fineshrine
@mmharam: “what is it? you look like you have something to request.”
she’s bold. or, maybe, just foolish. foolishly in love is correct. though, ryeon supposes the surge of courage has to come from somewhere. the most obvious being a sly peek of something more. tease of light seeping through the cracks of what was formerly assumed to be an iron fortress. and that, itself, was enough to keep her going.
giddy. greedily. in her approach to lee haram. drinks in the sun in his eyes, warmth peering through the windows, dancing off his skin. marveling, at least, for the briefest of moments, in that his lips part, speaks, directs at her. attention she soaks up far too eagerly.
ah, you’re so obvious, ah ryeon.
“oh?” ruby lips part, puckering slightly in thought. or surprise. or whatever. that’s the default with her anyway 😗. it diffuses rather quickly, parts way for a hint of teeth, winning smile and all. visibly pleased and she’s sure he knows it. good.
“i was gonna go pick up some new books and i was wondering if you wanted to come with...” trails off for a quiet beat, having forgotten the points she’d formerly gone over in her head to convince him to come with. what was it? food? sights? grand ol’ time together with her on a date? oh, stop looking at his lips, you. “th—the um, book, we talked about last time. the—uh—the philosophy of the mundane: why the muggles prefer not to know.” ryeon grins.
“it’s in stock! we can go together if you want, it’s not too far.” they can take the floo network. convenience of magic and all. “s’just a quick trip to london!”
